Letra de Ragtop Deluxe - Molly Hatchet
Letra de canci�n de Ragtop Deluxe de Molly Hatchet lyrics
Stole my heart back in '62.
I knew I had to have her some day.
I copped a feel, I got her for a steal.
She's showroom down to San Jose.
Come on.
Got crosswired pipes, talkin' bad V-8s.
Always on time, she ain't never late.
Take you anywhere, you wanna roam.
She's the place, I call my home sweet home.
Some people drive sedans.
Some people they drive front wheel trucks.
But just give me my ragtop deluxe.
Oh yeah.
Bird dog, searchin' both far and near
See the blue lights 'out the rearview mirror.
Three speed shift, on the floor console.
Come on baby, gimme more, more, more.
People ride their luck.
Some people wanna ride their bucks.
But just give me my ragtop deluxe.
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Ragtop deluxe.
Come on, John boy.
"Now, hold it. Oh baby. I think it's time we took this thing for a spin. Just let that top down, so I can put on a big old grin."
Oh yeah....she's a movin' again. Oh yeah.
Some people ride their luck.
Some people wanna ride their bucks.
But just give me my ragtop deluxe.
Oh, bring your seat cover over here, baby.
High performance, you got what I need.
Take it real easy, ten-high speed.
She like to follow them little white lines.
I'm glad to say she's mine, mine, mine.
People ride sedans.
Some people they ride front wheel trucks.
Just give me my ragtop deluxe.
Ragtop deluxe.
Talkin' 'bout my ragtop.
I knew I had to have her some day.
I copped a feel, I got her for a steal.
She's showroom down to San Jose.
Come on.
Got crosswired pipes, talkin' bad V-8s.
Always on time, she ain't never late.
Take you anywhere, you wanna roam.
She's the place, I call my home sweet home.
Some people drive sedans.
Some people they drive front wheel trucks.
But just give me my ragtop deluxe.
Oh yeah.
Bird dog, searchin' both far and near
See the blue lights 'out the rearview mirror.
Three speed shift, on the floor console.
Come on baby, gimme more, more, more.
People ride their luck.
Some people wanna ride their bucks.
But just give me my ragtop deluxe.
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/ragtop-deluxe-molly-hatchet.php
Ragtop deluxe.
Come on, John boy.
"Now, hold it. Oh baby. I think it's time we took this thing for a spin. Just let that top down, so I can put on a big old grin."
Oh yeah....she's a movin' again. Oh yeah.
Some people ride their luck.
Some people wanna ride their bucks.
But just give me my ragtop deluxe.
Oh, bring your seat cover over here, baby.
High performance, you got what I need.
Take it real easy, ten-high speed.
She like to follow them little white lines.
I'm glad to say she's mine, mine, mine.
People ride sedans.
Some people they ride front wheel trucks.
Just give me my ragtop deluxe.
Ragtop deluxe.
Talkin' 'bout my ragtop.
